Destiny Strings COMP network

[As the feed turns on, you're introduced to a blue light with grayish edges. The perspective zooms out. The light happened to be from the eye of a blocky, yellow robot holding up the COMP. He cocks his head, giving a frown if a robot without lips could ever give one.]

What d'ya reckon it is?

Hm. The boss was never into beauty supplies, so a pocket mirror is out of the question.

[A round, red robot replies from behind the blocky one.]

If I had to venture a guess, I'd say it's a camera.

Camera? But this'n is gotdang bitty. How's a puny camera like this gonna capture the doc's great ol' frame?

True, we've always had to buy in bulk. Of course, we've always had a problem with the lens not cracking when the boss gives one of his laughs.

What are you doing with that!? Get out! Out, out, out, out, OUT!

[A door slams open and a mustached, rotund man flails his arms at the two robots. They hop away out of sight.]

And to think I was rid of them... Eh? Is this thing on? They told me this was a live feed... ugh, of all the...

Ahem. Citizens of Hinoto-Ri. My name is Dr. Eggman, the greatest scientific genius in the world. I specialize with engineering, especially with robotics. Now, it seems that my stay is fairly extended. This is rather inconvenient for me because I've got big plans in the works that I need to get back to posthaste! If you would be so kind as to direct me to a private workbench... err, a warehouse or garage or something is fine, whatever... then I would be ever so grateful.

You won't regret it. I'm not used to these, ah... domestic accommodations, I'm afraid.